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What You Bout Lyrics Artist(Band):C-Murder
Album: Trapped in Crime Song: What You Bout [M] You motherfucking well right. [C] What's happ'. Motherfucking well right [M] BUCK! BUCK! Here I go boy. 504 still up in this BITCH! [C] Nigga, TRU Records in this bitch ya dig It's a No Limit thang boy. [M] Nigga, if you aint bout that motherfucking drama and all that other crazy ass shit, get the fuck out the club nigga [C] Ke'noe [M] Ya heard me Chorus 2x: Mystikal (C-Murder) What you bout boy (What you bout boy) Thugged out boy (Thugged out boy) From the South boy (From the South boy) Shut ya mouth boy (Shut ya mouth boy) [Mystikal] Yeah Kept telling a motherfucker they aint gon' feel us, see us, hear us These niggas from the 504 the realest, TRU ghetto godzillas Ya'll niggas tryna keep up with the man ya'll motherfuckers need to keep up with the time Fuck all that other shit, come up with the beat I'ma come up with the rhyme The dome splitter, natural born zone ripper Hold my own nigga, big tyme pistol gripper I told ya ass, you can't say my name with a dick in yo mouth It done happened already, you know I'm coming to fuck up the crowd Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants down Bout this Bout it Bout it, so nigga don't FUCK AROUND The man hot, stand out Got the whole clout, represent the whole South Chorus [C-Murder] What you bout, I'm bout that drama, step to me and let's handle it A nigga out the South, with golds in his mouth, straight out of Louisiana The boot, we quick to shoot, the 504 I'm representing TRU niggas on the tank, N-L for life, down south, No Limit Deadly Soundz bring the noise for them boyz who be dumping with them heaters And I bring them lyrics that'll have them killers fighting like mosquitos Break bread with killers and hang with thugs, nigga went to jail for slangin drugs Now I'm free, just me and the streets aint fucking with a nigga if he aint fucking with me But if it go down, I'm ready to ride, I aint scared, I'm ready to die Nigga be glad I punched you in yo eye, coulda made yo mama cry Don't play me boy, I aint no toy, thugged out from the South boy Fucking with No Limit will get yo dragged out yo house boy If you find some error in What You Bout Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to LilSkinny520@aol.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song What You Bout The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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